Dream: It was a long, long complex dream. Either me or Gary had lots of brothers and we all lived in a big old house. Our room was at the top of the mahagony stairs and Jade, who was about 5 years old, had a room off of ours.
One evening mayhem happened. One of the young, 20 something year old Uncles, Nick, went crazy, chasing and attacking people. We hid (almost like a childs game of hide and seek) throughout the house. At one point we were in a secret, brick walled attic room with a trap door watching the hallway bellow as Nick ran through the halls looking to bite someone. Eventually someone took him away.
We went to our room to sleep and I sat up saying, "OMG, I didn't check on Jade!"
I panicked and ran to the stairs. As I grabbed the carved, wooden uprights under the railing of the stairs, it came right off into my hand. I said 'S...it~' and threw it on the floor. It clunked just like it would when awake echoing on the wooden floor.
I ran down the staircase and Jade was sitting on the bottom step, safe and sound and happily cutting out little paper shapes.
"What's this for?" I asked her as I sat next to her.
"Oh, I'm making jokes for my Uncles", she said.
I said that was very nice...then suddenly recalled what happened to Uncle Nick earlier and she and I looked at each other and started crying for him. ~end~
I didn't feel well when I went to sleep and had been watching very disturbing, scarey TV all evening (Joan Rivers Fashion Police was on as I fell asleep!) but my love for Sci-Fi, Ghosties, ghouls and haunted houses, etc...is a big factor. I also watched X-Files movie where the aliens enter a human through black oil and morph new bodies inside their host. Very creepy.Nick's teeth and facial expressions looked like the alien's big pointy teeth. I sure hope it was just TV residual dust and no one goes biting and creeping out the family. The carved wooden stair part was so clear and made an impression visually and audibly.
One evening mayhem happened. One of the young, 20 something year old Uncles, Nick, went crazy, chasing and attacking people. We hid (almost like a childs game of hide and seek) throughout the house. At one point we were in a secret, brick walled attic room with a trap door watching the hallway bellow as Nick ran through the halls looking to bite someone. Eventually someone took him away.
We went to our room to sleep and I sat up saying, "OMG, I didn't check on Jade!"
I panicked and ran to the stairs. As I grabbed the carved, wooden uprights under the railing of the stairs, it came right off into my hand. I said 'S...it~' and threw it on the floor. It clunked just like it would when awake echoing on the wooden floor.
I ran down the staircase and Jade was sitting on the bottom step, safe and sound and happily cutting out little paper shapes.
"What's this for?" I asked her as I sat next to her.
"Oh, I'm making jokes for my Uncles", she said.
I said that was very nice...then suddenly recalled what happened to Uncle Nick earlier and she and I looked at each other and started crying for him. ~end~
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Comments: There is no Uncle Nick in our awake life.
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